Rare Americans – Canoe chords
Chords:
[Intro] Bm G D Bm G F# Bm [Verse 1]GThe milk from mothers breastD F#Gave you the start that was bestBm GFood on your face, your hair a messD F#Flying colours, lifes little testsBm GConfident and strong, sticking out your chestD F#mThe best to come, the worst a guess[Pre-chrous]Bm G. D F#Am I livin' a lie? I ask me myself and IBm G D F#m'Cause everybody knows, courage comes and goesBm G D F#Brother hold on for the next supply[Interlude] Bm G F# E Bm G D F# [Chorus]Bm G D F#To thine own self, be trueBm G D F#In this life it's all up to youBm G D F#mYou paddle your own canoeBm G D F#mYou paddle your own canoeBm F#mYour own canoe!G D F#mDo, Do, Do, Do, Do, DoBmYour own canoe!G D F#mDo, Do, Do, Do, Do, Do[Verse 2]Bm GEddies and kicks, rapids turn sixD F#mThen you remiss, chances you missedBm GWind hits your sails, start to prevailD F#mSuddenly assailed, wind, rain and hailBm GYou just hit your stride, bride by your sideD F#mIt’s a smooth ride, systems collideBm GIt’s your first real strife, pretty little lifeD F#Change overnight, real fuckin' fightBm GTimes shuck and jive, odds spike and diveD F#mHornets now fully out of the hiveBm GThis too shall pass, ride it out on your raftD F# Bm GYou just never know how long these things will lastD F# Bm--G Last, last, last, last [Pre-Chorus]Bm G. D F#Am I livin' a lie? I ask me myself and IBm G D F#m'Cause everybody knows, courage comes and goesBm G D F#Brother hold on for the next supply[Interlude] Bm G D F# Bm G D F# [Bridge] Bm G F#m E--D I’m not gonna ride with youB G F#Mister I ain't following youB G Bm E--D No matter what you say, promise or doB G F# Bm GTalk until your face is blue[Interlude] D F# Bm G F# [Chorus]Bm G D F#To thine own self, be trueBm G D F#In this life it's all up to youBm G D F#mYou paddle your own canoeBm G D F#mYou paddle your own canoeBm F#mYour own canoe!G D F#mDo, Do, Do, Do, Do, DoBmYour own canoe!G D F#mDo, Do, Do, Do, Do, Do[Outro]B E B EI'm in the middle of a jungle man, I'm right in the throngsB E BAll kinds of little animals yelling, telling me I'm wrong (you're wrong)E B EOkay maybe they’re right? Nah, should say sorry to myselfB E BThose itty-bitty fucks can’t fuck up my good mental healthBm E B EThe winds of change are so strong, man they need namesB ELike tornadoes, cyclones and hurricanes